[Yes, yes, it's all fun and games until someone loses all the nerve endings in their hand, then it's their own damn fault for putting their hand on the table to be stabbed. He knows.]
Of course, Archer.
[That said, he's still offering a rather sardonic expression even as he moves to comply with what he's told; granted, he doesn't do it in any sort of normal fashion - he slams the knife down hard, burying the tip of it in the table between Kimbley's middle and ring fingers - but he folds his hands in his lap immediately once that's out there, sitting there placidly like none of that just happened and the knife isn't still sticking out of the table at a 90 degree angle.]
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Of course, Archer.
[That said, he's still offering a rather sardonic expression even as he moves to comply with what he's told; granted, he doesn't do it in any sort of normal fashion - he slams the knife down hard, burying the tip of it in the table between Kimbley's middle and ring fingers - but he folds his hands in his lap immediately once that's out there, sitting there placidly like none of that just happened and the knife isn't still sticking out of the table at a 90 degree angle.]
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